Page 134 of Eternal Craving

I untied Sunaria. “Well, that was easy.”

“What were you thinking?” she snapped.

“Did I miss something?”

“You’re out of your mind.” She shook her head, annoyed. “What happens when they realize that all that’s left of Roman is his head?”

“I’ll cross that bridge later,” I said, shrugging. “Who did you transform that’s made them so angry?”

“What does it matter now?”

I rubbed her wrists, soothing her red skin. “It matters to me.”

“Where did you get that ring?”

“You don’t want to know.”

She gave me a look that signaled her temper would soon be lost.

“I removed it from Roman’s hand. Delacroix keeps it in a jar.”

Sunaria squirmed. “They have no intention of letting me go.”

“We’ll see. You didn’t fight them, didn’t try to run away.”

“They threatened to harm you.”

“I can look after myself.” I stared at her. “Why did you never tell me about your daughter?”

Sunaria turned away.

“Are you ever going to open up to me?” I asked her.

“I’ve imbibed from each of their ancestors. A great collection of information rests within me.”

“There’s something else, though, I can feel it.”

She wrapped her arms around me. “Let’s get out of here.”

“After this is over, you’ll tell me everything and I won’t takenofor an answer.”

She snuggled against me.

“So the Creda’s ancestors have really been wiped out?” I asked.

She nodded.

“I wouldn’t want to cross you.”

“After that performance, I’m not so sure I’d want to cross you, either,” she said.

I kissed the top of her head. “Fancy a trip to the country?”

“You’ve been reckless enough. Let’s find a hotel.”

“What’s that new place on Bond Street?”

“The Cavendish?”she said.